Louis' P.O.V.
"At least I get texts from my girlfriend."
I froze up when those words came out of Zayn's mouth. Did he really say that? Just because I don't text El every second of the day doesn't mean I don't get texts from her. As far as I know, Eleanor is busy a photo shoot, and told me not to text her because she wont answer it until later. Zayn's just a cocky prick now. He was so carefree before Perrie came along and now he's a tight arse. Don't get me wrong I love Perrie. She's a lovely girl, but she sometimes takes over Zayn's time with us boys. I think the other lads are noticing too. I sat down next to Harry and sighed. I sensed Harry's eyes on me and I just put my head in my hands. I felt Harry's hand rub my back soothingly. I guess he heard what Zayn had said to me. I took my head from my hands and looked at Harry. It was then that the tears came.
"Shhhh.. Lou, you cant let him get to you." Harry whispered into my ear, trying to get me to calm down.
"I-I just don't get it Hazz! Why is he so cocky now? Why did he say that? He knows Eleanor's away doing her job! Why?" I sobbed. I honestly don't know why I'm crying, maybe because I want the old Zayn back.
"Lou, you're not the only one whose noticed these changes in Zayn. Liam pulled me over to the side when Perrie was here the other day, saying that he's changed as well. Trust me Lou, we all miss him." Harry said. I tried controlling my breath, each one shaky. I heard the front door open and saw a blonde quiff walk into the room.
Niall took one look at me and whispered, "What did he do?" I looked at him and shook my head.
"Louis, it's not just effecting you. Please stop crying." He begged.
"All I want, is to spend more time with him, but he always goes to Perrie. She's his first option. We're always last." I said, mainly to myself.
"Louis.." Harry started but I cut him off. "No. You don't get it do you. Every time we organize a boys night or something, he always invites Perrie! It pisses me off!"
"Louis!" Harry hissed. "Calm down!!" I simply got up off of the couch and went upstairs to my room. I know I'm being bitchy about the whole thing but hey, I'm Louis Tomlinson, I can do what I want. I walked past Zayn's bedroom door and heard him talking. Ugh. He just cant let her go can he. I walked into my room and grabbed my phone. I saw that I actually did have a text from El. I did a little happy dance right then and there. I opened the message and read it.
Hey Lou! I miss you so much! Are you free tomorrow? I'll be back in London by tonight, we can catch up? I need to see my LouBear! ;) xx -El
I quickly texted a reply.
EL!! Am I happy you texted me! I feel so alone without you. :( And yes, I think I'm free tomorrow. I'll have to ask Liam about that, sorry. But do you want me to pick you up from the airport or...? I can do that. I MISS YOU!!! xxxxxxx -Lou
I didn't realize that my door was open and I did another happy dance. I immediately stopped when I heard a snicker. I turned to face the door and saw Zayn. I internally groaned and wished he would go away.
"I see you're getting texts now. Eleanor?" Zayn said, sarcasm hinting in his voice.
"As a matter of fact, yes. Yes it is El. She's back in London tonight. Problem?" I retorted, letting my sass monster come out a bit. Zayn just shook his head.
"Nope. No problem. Now I suppose you can stop whining about me and Perrie." he said then walked away. Cocky prick. Wait, did he hear my conversation downstairs with Harry and Niall? Shit, please let that be a no. I felt my phone vibrate in my hand and I looked at the message.
Umm, yes please. A lift home would be great! You don't mind do you? I can easily catch a cab. And don't worry if you are busy tomorrow. Only if I get to see you tonight.. :) xx -El
I smiled at her cuteness. I love her so much.
No, of course it's no problem! I'd do anything for you El! Don't you know that by now? :O I'm shocked! :) Whens your plane arrive? xxxxxxx -Lou
Umm, 8.30pm I think.. Yeah. So, two more hours in the sky and I'll be back home! xx -El
YAY!! Cant wait! See you then babe. xxxxxxx -Lou
I didn't get a text after that. I didn't mind. I went back downstairs and into the kitchen. I was really hungry so I grabbed some Oreos and put a movie on. I swear, 'Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Pt 1+2' are the best out of all of them because it's the big finale. I was halfway through part one when I felt the couch sink beside me. I looked and it was Liam.
"Hey." I said, before turning back to the T.V.
"Hey." he replied. The first movie was over when I remembered that I had to pick up El. I quickly pulled on my TOMS and grabbed my car keys and jacket.
"Where you going?" Liam asked.
"I have to pick up El from the airport." I replied. Liam nodded shooed me out the door, probably sensing my excitement of seeing my girlfriend again. I looked at the time and it was 8.10pm. It was only a 10-15 minute drive to the airport but I didn't want to risk it in this traffic. When I got to the airport the time was 8.37pm. I'm late! I quickly got out of the car and went inside to look for Eleanor. I spotted long brown wavy hair that belonged to my beautiful girlfriend.
"EL!" I shouted and she turned around, dropping all of her things before running towards me. I did the same and when we reached each other I picked her up and spun her around.
"I missed you so much." I whispered into her hair, before pulling back and kissing her on the lips. I missed these lips on mine. I missed the feeling. We pulled away when we heard screams. Shit! Fans have probably recognized us. I grabbed one of El's suitcases and she grabbed the other and her carry on. I grabbed her hand and we ran for my car. We got inside and I tried to drive off, but for some reason there were a lot more fans here than I thought. What are they doing here? I didn't say anything about coming here? I looked at Eleanor and she looked down.
"El.." I said quietly.
"I'm sorry Lou. I tweeted about coming home from Australia and then everyone thought 'why is she in Australia?' and I had to tell them and then for some reason they all found out that you were coming to pick me up an-" I cut her off with a kiss. Even though she's cute when she rambles I couldn't help it. After all, it is the best way to shut a girl up. I pulled away and smiled.
"It's OK, El. You didn't do anything wrong." I said, before slowly driving out of the airport. It was hard because there were fans everywhere, but I still drove on slowly. I honestly didn't care if I ran over one of them, because it is their fault for standing in front of a fucking car! I was fed up but still moved the car forward.
The road cleared after about ten minutes of driving painfully slow, and I zoomed out of there. I just want to go home now. I looked at El while we were at a traffic light.
"You wanna stay the night or go home?" I asked, pressing my foot down on the accelerate pedal when the light turned green.
"Would you mind?" she said, looking out of the window.
"No! No, of course not." I assured her and smiled. I drove back to the house and helped Eleanor with her things. She declined my help of course because she'll only be staying the night.
"El, I don't want you leaving your stuff in the back of my car." I said, before locking the car doors and opening the front door to the house. I took her stuff upstairs into my room and went back downstairs where all the boys were watching soccer(football). Eleanor was sitting by herself on the love seat so I sat down next to her and kissed her cheek. She smiled and snuggled into my side and we cuddled, while the rest of the boys watching the game. Being with El made me forget about the whole 'Zayn' problem. Guess that's what being in a relationship can do to you.
(AN- IM SORRY I KNOW THIS IS A ZERRIE STORY BUT I WANTED TO DO ANOTHER PERSONS P.O.V OTHER THAT ZAYN OR PERRIE SO I DID LOUIS! SORRY IF ITS TOO 'ELOUNER' FOR YOU FOR THIS STORY BUT WHO CARES? IF YOU LIKED IT, DONT COME BACK!! (See what I did there? No? Ok...) :P )
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